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The Daughter

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Born – burden Mistakes – immense Joys – unnecessary Aspirations – unrealistic Sorrows – overemphasis Responsibilities - more Dreams – impractical Speech – unworthy Strengths – negligible Weaknesses – innumerable Experiences – inconsequential Marriage – relief Death – happiness

Hairy Tale

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     I have been one of those people blessed with thick, black, wavy hair. Even when I cut it short, it grows back to waist-length in approximately a year or so. So when I first heard about Pantene’s hair donation campaign last year, I was instantly inspired. I knew such a phenomenon existed in the West as I had a cousin who frequently chopped off his locks for such a cause. It was the first time I came to know about such a campaign in India but unfortunately I could not cut my hair in time. I searched the net then to find someone who would accept my hair. The agency I found in Mumbai did not seem reliable to me and I was wondering what to do.      Then one day, I attended a media workshop at St. Teresa’s College and in the newsletter I got from them, I read about their hair donation campaign. On further investigation I found the project was to my satisfaction and now I could finally do the deed. So I ran through the instructions and then approached m...

Clipped Wings

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You decided I must be born - I was. You decided I shouldn't shed tears - I didn't. You decided I was your punching bag - I complied. You decided I would grow unattended - I grew. You decided to shower me with abuse - I listened. You decided my talents were worthless - I nodded. You decided my spotless skin was ugly - I agreed. wingless     shelterless     abandoned       bleeding      depraved       joyless I look at you It was never me. It was you.

An Illumination

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Raindrop on my camera lens hankies wet with humidity we trudge an unfamiliar road to find a place, highly recommended. Backyard Civilization's art gallery Up the silent stairs into the artists’ foray shoes off our lives left on hold at the entrance we behold: Part of series of paintings entitled "Fool's Garden" gardens of extraordinary colours, peopled with fools from varied ages, Part of painting on paper entitled "Time wounds all heals" and heels wounded by time having stepped on seeds of different generations. The virtues of a village Tea-stained pencil work about replanting the virtues of a village captured our imagination as they walked past us to a new location, a new destiny. Our eyes were drawn away to the warm welcome of a fur ball Resident at the gallery examines our bags following an inspection of our luggage and begging for a caress. Only to be drawn back to an explosion of col...